Siren's Song

The lovely ocean beckons, bright as angels’ tears,
As storm clouds ruminate and distant mountain leers.
Faraway gulls wheel, free and mocking my plight -
Or perhaps just elated, drunken with flight.

I stand, caught on the precipice ‘twixt two worlds;
Before me, the fierce passion of dawn unfurls,
Behind me, my husband – my captor – sleeps still,
Sure I can't break, nor even resist his will.

Oh, I was the siren caught by the siren’s call,
Entangled in infatuation, sacrificing all
For the pleasure of a man, a wizard so fair…
I exchanged tail for legs, dear water for thin air.

So soon did sharp love to exquisite pain turn,
So soon did his sweet taste begin to burn!

I saw my down-lined nest was a harsh steel cage,
And I knew my gaoler: my fair, beloved mage.

Fettered more surely than by chain to dry land,
His cursed seed within me, broken now I stand
Gazing at the sea, one last spark of defiance...
Pining for its safety, for the waves’ salt-laced dance.

Cold dawn rises, tosses surf to a light cream;
Daylight shatters my soul, I noiselessly scream,
Raging ‘gainst my foolishness and all I did wrong -
Listening, forlorn, to my sisters’ siren song.